My Dear Poe, — I am sorry to see you in such plight as your letter shows you in. — It is strange
that just at the time when every body is praising you and when Fortune has begun to smile upon your hitherto wretched circumstances you
should be invaded by these villainous blue devils. — It belongs, however, to your age and temper to be thus buffeted,
— but be assured it only wants a little resolution to master the adversary forever. — Rise early, live generously,
and make cheerful acquaintances and I have no doubt you will send these misgivings of the heart all to the Devil. — You will
doubtless do well henceforth in literature and add to your comforts as well as to your reputation which, it gives me great pleasure to
tell you, is every where rising in popular esteem. Can’t you write some farces after the manner of the French Vaudevilles? if
you can — (and I think you can — ) you may turn them to excellent account by selling them to the managers in New
York. — I wish you would give your thoughts to this suggestion.

More than yourself have remarked the coincidence between Hans Phaal & the Lunar Discoveries and I perceive that
in New York they are republishing Hans for the sake of comparison.

Say to White that I am over head in business and can promise never a line to living man. — I wish he would
send me the Richmond Whig containing the reply to the Defence of Capt Read. Tell him so.

I will write to Carey & Lea to know if they will allow you to publish The Tales of the Folio Club in their
name. Of course, you will understand that if they do not print them they will not be required to be at the risk of the printing
expenses. I suppose you mean that White shall take that risk upon himself and look for his indemnity to the sale. My own opinion is that
White could publish them as advantageously as Carey.